There Wanted Not Some Beams Of Light

Would A Soul Continually Eye His Everlasting Tenderness And Compassion...[then] It Could Not Bear An Hour's Absence From Him; Whereas Now, Perhaps, It Cannot Watch With Him One Hour.

To Kill Sin Is The Work Of Living Men; Where Men Are Dead (as All Unbelievers, The Best Of Them, Are Dead), Sin Is Alive, And Will Live.

Whatever Vices And Corruptions Men See In The Lives Of Their Ministers Will Not Be Attributed To The Depravity Of Their Old Nature Which Still Abides In Them, But To The Gospel.

We Speak Much Of God, Can Talk Of Him, His Ways, His Works, His Counsels, All The Day Long; The Truth Is, We Know Very Little Of Him.

The Choicest Believers, Who Are Assuredly Freed From The Condemning Power Of Sin, Ought Yet To Make It Their Business All Their Days To Mortify The Indwelling Power Of Sin.